peridot | lando norris

31|abu dhabi|

long longgg chapter (unedited but, y'all deserve this, its special<3)

maeve pov.

"okay yeah, that works" nola said as i turned around to face myself in the full length mirror.

nola had taken a single moment to ditch oscar and bring me a few clothes to try on from her bag. it wasn't my first choice but the two girls had been way too convincing.

i let out a sigh as i looked at myself, examining myself from head to toe.

i had worn the skirt upon niamh's adamance, my white button up with embroidered collars and a pair of mesh stockings with my favourite, and most comfortable pair of heels that niamh had been eying since she discovered that we now had the same shoe size.

nola's touch was a corset. i'd never worn worn one like this before in my life. it was a black leather one which fit too well to be borrowed. i was heavily thinking back to my decision about trying it on.

"you look so hot" niamh said while clicking a picture of me on her ipad and i scoffed.  "excuse me?" i looked at her and she shrugged. "i'm being serious maema!" she said and nola nodded.

"i second that. honestly, that goes so much better with your outfit than what i had in mind for it. this deserves a nice night out" nola added, clapping her hands together and i hummed.

"thank you for letting me try it on, but i have a family dinner to tend to and-" "you look good, don't change please. everything else is too sad" niamh cut me off and i looked at her warningly.

though, her affirmation about the outfit was all that i needed to know that it's alright. because who wants to fight an almost teenager over anything? i'd just learned to let things slip a bit.

"i should probably head back now or oscar's gonna be asleep" nola said, picking up her bag and phone and i nodded while putting away my makeup and niamh's accesories that had been emptied out on the vanity.

"it's so lovely talking to you," i tell her and she smiled. "oh we'll do more of that, i'm sure. i'll see you at the party anyways- i think you have a guest waiting outside" she said when we heard the knock.

nola opened the door to leave, waving at lando before crossing the hallway to get to her own room.

"hello!" niamh said, getting up from the chair and running up to lando and giving him a cheeky smile. "hi there pretty girl- and her, pretty mum" lando said twirling niamh around and looking at me as i straightened my skirt. he was wearing black jeans and a lose white shirt with the top button undone, showing off his fourth line chain. attractive.

"y'all are matching! well, kinda" niamh said while pointing at both of us and i chuckled. something tells me this was very well planned by a 12 year old. i touched her necklace that hung around my neck, under my collar, the green popping against the white shirt of mine.

"anyways, mum and dad waiting down with cisca. we're running late but i think i'm allowed be late to my own party" lando said and niamh grabbed the keycard before sprinting out of the room before lando could finish talking.

"niamh!" i called out to her while i looked around the now dimply lit room to find my phone which she'd left on the chair.  "she'll be fine. good to go?" something about how his silhoutte and soft voice fitting well together made me realise that this evening was going to much different than that i'd anticipated.

i felt like i was fifteen again. neither lando nor i wanted to make this awkward and we both seemed to have adopted similar strategies to avoid it.that's what this felt like.